Come, Blow Your Horn Poem by Sandra Feldman
Come, Blow Your Horn
I make, my own
Music
I sing, my own
Song
I keep my mind
Going
By doing,
No wrong.
I do dream a lot,
As a form of escape,
Sometimes write a poem,
Protective, wide cape
But, gee, I'm just human
So, I blow my own horn,
Knowing, that most
Just cannot get straight,
What's right
From what's wrong.
A pragmatic way to remind others to do the right thing. An insightful and well expressed poem. So wonderful thoughts to live by. To my Poem List.
A pragmatic way to remind others of the right thing to do. An insightful and well expressed poem. i concur with these wonderful thoughts.
If you don't blow your own horn, who will? And yours deserves to be blown, anyway!
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5/3/2024 10:31:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Blowing your own horn often deemed wrong but at some point we have to...good piece!